Degrees of Separation

After a brunch trip to Chuy's, I'm on the way to recovering from a fine evening with the PolyHollidaise last night. It was the smoke more than the Shiner that is killing me today. The Cellar is kind of a dive, and the place is not well-ventilated. So when all of the college-age lovelies show up and start polluting their lungs with cancer sticks, the place gets pretty bad. Still, it was a fun time, and a big thank-you to the guys, who actually did present me with four signed lithographs, as promised.

While I was out, it seems Christine discovered my journal via Robyn. Christine is a fellow Houstonian blogger (shall we name ourselves the Creamy Jalapeno Brigade?), and her web-design skills make us amateurs who play around with web stuff look like, well, amateurs who play around with web stuff.

[Posted at 14:25 CST on 01/27/02] [Link]